Page 63 of Viper
Pain hits me first as I bang my head on the trunk of the car before my body scrapes on the asphalt, and I bang my head again, and everything goes black, only Lake comes to my mind.
I’m sorry, shorty…
Chapter 24
Lake
“Fuck it is good to have you back at work,” Callum mutters, and I raise a brow as he grumbles, “I got stuck with May.”
I laugh, not able to keep it in. May is a colleague who has had a major thing for the idiot after he had a one-night stand with her, thinking she was alright with it a few years ago, not realizing that every colleague she has slept with has gone a little cray-cray. Now she’s basically stalking him, even following him to the supermarket on his days off. If I’m not in, he gets paired with her after she demanded it. Several times now, she’s tried to get our boss to swap us, but it never works, much to her dismay.
For years, she hated me, thinking I wanted Callum, even though he’s like a brother, but today, when I walked into the center, she hugged me before rubbing my stomach, clearly seeing I really don’t want him.
Crazy woman… Just because the guy screwed her doesn’t mean she can basically stalk the poor man.
God knows what he’s going to do when I go on maternity leave…
“The suit was dropped, wasn’t it?” Callum confirms as we drive up towards the traffic lights, and I look out of the window and admit, “Yeah, I forgot about that to be honest, not the little girl, though, that death will forever haunt me, but the suit, yeah, I forgot. She claimed she wanted to focus on her anger instead of her grief or something, but that isn’t the truth.”
“What do you mean?” he asks with confusion, and I smile and reply, “Jaylen fixed it. Dad let it slip last night when he brought him up again, and we had a heart-to-heart over everything.”
“That man loves you more than life, Lake,” Callum says quietly and I hum and admit, “I’m beginning to see that and I’m beginning to realize we can work on our crap, we can make it and maybe, just maybe, I will make a good mama, especially with him by my side.”
“About fucking time,” Callum replies with relief, and I smile, shaking my head.
“Maybe I could sue May for sexual harassment,” he mutters, and I laugh before our radio makes a noise and Wendy’s voice echoes, “Crash at Carbone lights, a car ran through a red light and hit a motorcyclist, rider unconscious, receiving CPR at the crash site.”
Crap.
“This 8921, ETA one minute,” I reply on the receiver on my top as Callum puts the lights on for the two cars in front of us, gaining the lights, we were lucky to be approaching.
They move out of the way, and he speeds up before halting at the lights, and he gasps, “Oh shit… no,” looking at the scene and my heart stops, and fear hits me hard as my eyes widen,recognizing the bike instantly and the body sprawled out on the concrete.
I scream, “Jaylen!”with absolute terrorbefore I jump out of the rig and sprint over to the few people near him, Fury giving him CPR while my dad stands behind him, his fingers linked behind his head, breathing heavily.
No, no, no…
This can’t be happening, please, I can’t.
“Lake, be careful you’re pregnant!” I hear Callum yell, but I ignore him, my attention on Jaylen lying on the concrete, blood pouring from his head, his left arm scraped up by the asphalt.
My dad looks my way with tears in his eyes as Fury snaps, “Come on, brother, don’t fucking do this!” before blowing breaths into his mouth.
A sob works up my throat, but I swallow it and skid near Fury before I quickly shove him out of the way and check his pulse.
“Lake?!” Fury demands, and I shake my head, the sob leaving my throat, and I quickly continue CPR and shout,“Callum defibrillator now!”
I count my compressions, four, five, six, seven, while Callum sets up the defibrillator before I pinch Jaylen’s nose and cover his mouth with mine, blowing air into it before continuing my compressions.
“Please don’t leave me,” I choke, “You’re not allowed to leave me…”
“Blade, Vipers been hit by a hit and run, he went flying over the car,” I hear Fury choke, “Lake’s giving him CPR…”
“Please, Jaylen,” I sob, pressing harder causing his body to jolt.
“D-fib’s ready,” Callum states, and I stop compressions, breathing heavily as I press a hand on my stomach, our daughter moving, and another sob releases from me.
Callum quickly puts the equipment on, and the machine makes a few noises before it states, “Continue compressions…”
